Chapter Fifty-Seven: Linjiang Immortal The willow and plum calyx are gradually distinct
Or, for the emperor himself, this gamble is as insignificant as Xiang Concubine herself, and it is not worth mentioning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
What he can see is that Xiang Concubine slowly makes her arrogance disappear, sometimes she will look at the emperor and smile, and sometimes she will look at the emperor's back with a long sigh and worry alone, but she can't share the emperor's worries.
The meaning behind the smile and sorrow was never explored by the emperor, and there was no need to explore it.
Until now......
The emperor lowered his head, hugged Xiang Concubine, and said slowly: "Yuqing, after all, it's me who is not good." I've been snubbing you for so many years. ”
Concubine Xiang began to laugh slowly again, still like a dream, muttering to herself: "When the flowers bloom for a while, people live for a lifetime, I don't know if anyone knows, after the death of the flowers, can they still remember the brilliance of the past?" ”
Concubine Xiang paused and said self-deprecatingly: "Or, it has never been bright." All of this is just my fantasy, Ah Zheng, you say, isn't it? ”
The emperor couldn't answer, so he had to put Xiang Concubine closer to his chest, and in a trance, he felt as if he had missed something, and he felt in a trance that his fault was clearly his own intentional fault, just like the cold reception of Xiang Concubine over the years, just an intentional cold reception.
He didn't dare to say it, never dared to say it, the gradually changing eyes of the woman in front of him made him can't help but change from the initial appreciation to the last irreparable escape.
He admires her, not really her, she is nothing more than a substitute for someone else, a substitute that can be discarded at will; And the one he escaped from her was really her, and since he couldn't face it, he had to escape one way.
Xiang Concubine slowly stretched out her left hand and stroked the emperor's cheek, followed by the emperor's eyebrows, the touch was as bright as jade, but the emperor's was as cold as a thousand years of ice, Xiang Concubine stroked the emperor's cheek again and again, and swayed between the emperor's eyebrows.
"Gao Zheng ......" Since Xiang Concubine entered the palace for so many years, this is the first time that Xiang Concubine has called the emperor's name, it is the first and last time, "You go with your heart!" Whatever you want, what you want to do, just go! This kind of you is the truly happy you, the truly happy you! ”
"Will I be happier if I go with the flow?" The emperor suddenly asked Xiang Concubine in confusion.
From childhood to adulthood, the emperor has always listened to the words of the empress dowager Jiang Suyun, Jiang Suyun said one, the emperor did not dare to say two, Jiang Suyun told the emperor to go to the east, and the emperor did not dare to go west.
The emperor has been in power for so many years, and it is only after the emperor has been in power that Jiang Suyun has returned all his rights to the emperor.
At this time, Jiang Suyun's serious voice seemed to come from the emperor's ears again, "Zheng'er, you are the emperor of the Hemeng Empire, the biological son of Ah Lin and Sister Shu, and before Sister Shu died of illness, she entrusted you to me. I must help you guard the thousands of miles of the Hemeng Empire, you must unify the troubled times, return the world to a peaceful and prosperous world, and be an emperor through the ages! ”
Jiang Suyun said this sentence, the emperor often heard Jiang Suyun say when he was a child, and Jiang Suyun also asked the emperor to keep this sentence in his heart and not to forget it.
One winter morning, a young man was carried into the upper study by several eunuchs, and was forced to learn the Four Books and Five Classics that he did not like, the way to govern the country that he did not like, and the art of weighing the emperor......
By the window of the upper study, there would always be an ignorant woman leaning against the window, listening to the four books and five classics recited by the young man in the room.
The love and hatred between the emperor and the concubine have been quietly planted by the window......
"Ah Zheng...... I hope you can be happy in this life...... Be your true self...."Xiang Concubine tried to feel the only trace of warmth left in her fingertips, and her pale smile suddenly shattered like a glass bead on the ground, and it was broken, "Ah Zheng, I lost...... Mine did lose, but I ...... Unwilling to admit .... Recognize..."
"Master!" Seeing this, a palace maid was screaming hoarsely, and the door was pushed open by Huo Di, and the flickering candlelight suddenly jumped sharply, and then slowly extinguished.
Xiang Concubine's hand, almost at the same time, slowly fell from the emperor's face.